I have to fight writing “Son Of A Preacher Man: The Journey To Becoming Daniel Mallory Ortberg, Trekking The Transformative Expedition Voyages Of Emergence, Shiftwards Into Developmental Form: An Odyssey In Two Genders: Pilgrimage To Ladhood” every day that I am alive. I do not know how much longer I can restrain the impulse.
An opportunity like this for the title "Son of a Preacher Man" will probably never present itself again.
If not now, when?